Made some yesterday too ...
Making chocolate brownies in 1964
Her kitchen smells of chocolate
all afternoon,
warm, intense and welcoming
it wraps her in comfort
like a cosy quilt
on a winter night.
She smiles as the radio plays
top ten tunes and
sings along to
‘You were made for me’
from Freddie and the Dreamers
as she melts chocolate
and butter to make a creamy mass,
adds muscovado,
eggs and pecans.
She stirs in flour gently and bakes
while ‘Sweets for my sweet’
plays on the chart show.
The scent of chocolate has travelled
all the way from Peru to fill her home
with notes of vanilla, red fruit and honey.
She will turn out this decadence
for her ‘Brown eyed handsome man’
and add the sharp of raspberries on the side.
She dreams of the moment
he will come home
to fill his mouth with her sweetness;
and while she waits she listens
to the week’s hit songs ...
‘Secret love’, ‘A Hard Day’s Night’,
as she breathes the scent of chocolate
she wonders when he will come home to her ...
‘I only wanna be with you’ ...
‘Anyone who had a heart’...
If he will come home to her...
‘Not fade away’ ... ‘not fade away’...
